 Cheesy Mac
Macadrian shook her head, "Uh, no. Thanks. Not hungry." No, definitely not hungry. Not for food, anyway. Hungry for answers, perhaps. Wait. Did she just say a blood pop for her? Ew. She likes those things? I remember when Max slipped one of those into my bag last term and I accidentally ate it. YUCK! It tasted like rust. How could she like those things? Odd woman. Very very odd. She seemed so normal when I first met her. Hmm. How deceiving appearances can be...
Macadrian stepped toward Less into the Staff Room, neglecting to close the door behind her in her confusion over Lupa's behavior. "Uhhh, yes. I am aware that you are a professor too, considering we've been working together for the last few months." Shackleton eyed Lupa suspiciously. What is up with this odd behavior?
She needed to get answers and didn't have time for Less's confusing actions. While she doubted Lupa had the answers she was looking for, Mac needed to at least ask, "Do you by any chance have any idea who deducated all those points from Hufflepuff House?"
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